The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　He is also a member of the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History!

　The Wilson family held a middle position among the kingdom's nobility, and Zach Wilson's father was a man of little talent.

　He is a viscount with no real power and currently belongs to the eldest prince's faction.

　In fact, most of the members of the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History favored the eldest prince.

　Even if their fathers were not from the Crown Prince's faction, their subjective will was mostly inclined towards the hawks.

　This actually has little to do with whether or not they advocate war; those old nobles simply don't think the eldest princess is qualified to inherit the throne.

　A traditional male heir and a female heir who deviates from tradition are faced with a choice between two options, and they choose tradition.

　As for why they didn't stand up to support the eldest prince, it's naturally because the situation is not yet clear.

　Assess the situation and prioritize interests.

　The ancient nobles who have survived to this day are no ordinary people.

　If the eldest princess's faction demonstrates the strength to overpower the eldest prince's faction, even if they suppress their resentment...

　Even if they are wicked and hypocritical, they will still support the eldest princess without hesitation.

　However, the minor nobles in the Noble History Research Society were still young and lacked such deep cunning, and had not yet...

　To conceal one's true thoughts.

　Therefore, as the only son of the Valkyrie, the leader of the dove faction, Dark's stance aligns with that of most members of the Noble History Research Society.

　The members are actually the opposite.

　But taking a stand is one thing, and having inner thoughts is another.

　Dac was originally perceived as a typical aristocratic playboy, easily categorized by the lesser nobles.

　Humanoid.

　Even if he isn't, we can still recruit him into the club and then subtly influence him to change his mindset.

　This would cause trouble for the Valkyrie.

　The Society for the Study of Aristocratic History never had good intentions from the start.

　After Dark left the office classroom with Diana and Rose, Zach Wilson and the people at the next table...

　He said it in a low voice, then quickly left.

　The Noble History Research Club is having a small gathering this afternoon in the club's classroom.

　Zack Wilson soon arrived at the clubroom of the Aristocratic History Research Society. He pushed open the door and was...

　One of them glared at him fiercely, then quickly closed the door and walked past the wall with his head down.

　The interior of this clubroom exudes an air of extravagance. The only place that resembles a "Noble History Research Club" is the two bookshelves against the wall, neatly stacked with documents related to noble history.

　The materials and documents are more decorative than practical.

　At the round table at the far end of the classroom, third-year student Mike Irwin was with the president of the Aristocratic History Research Club.

　They spoke in hushed tones, their tone full of flattery.

　Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a golden glow on the tabletop like a thin veil of gold.

　The president of the Noble History Research Society, who was also the short guy who appeared in the Duel Club recruitment tournament.

　The boy's name was Angus Jeffrey.

　The Jeffrey family's lineage is extremely ancient, reportedly dating back to the very beginning of the kingdom's founding.

　His family, including his father, Earl Jeffrey, who was one of the thirty-six councilors of the kingdom and held a high position of power.

　Angus Jeffrey himself has always referred to himself as the son of a congressman, and he is very proud of it.

　Jeffrey had a head of golden hair that symbolized nobility, with the ends just reaching his shoulders. He had neat bangs, a high nose bridge, and slightly full lips, and was quite handsome.

　But he had broad shoulders and was not tall, so his whole body looked somewhat disproportionate.

　Zach Wilson, head bowed, circled around the wall and cautiously leaned close to Jeffrey's ear to say...

　One sentence.

　Jeffrey frowned, then relaxed, and chuckled, "You signed up for the competition in the second week, Owen? What do you suggest we do to get him to join the club?"

　Irving looked up and gave a hearty laugh: "Let's put him on hold. Let him realize that he's nothing on his own, and he'll naturally look for a group, and we're the best choice."

　Jeffrey nodded and said, "That makes sense. Did you see what he was doing in the common area last night?"

　Owen scoffed, "I heard it's math tutoring. Looks like this year's freshmen aren't that good either, they even need help with math."

　Jeffrey: "Tutoring in arithmetic? To bestow academic favors upon others, thereby establishing prestige and forming a rule—truly befitting a duke's son. He may be more troublesome than we imagine."

　Irving: "You mean he's going to create a new club and put all the first-year students under his control?"

　Jeffrey: "That's possible."

　Irving: "What should we do then?"

　Jeffrey smiled, raised his hand, and with his five fingers together, forcefully chopped: "Just like you said, press it down!"

　Then he looked at Zack Wilson, who had been standing by, and asked, "So, can you arrange it?"

　Wilson, sweat beading on his forehead, humbly replied, "As long as you have enough strength, it's easy to do."

　Jeffrey nodded: "Then let Kevin sign up."

　Elsie Kevin, a top student in her second year at the Academy of Noble Families, joined the Institute of Noble History in the second half of last year.

　Research Society.

　With the resources allocated to graduate students specializing in aristocratic history, Kevin's abilities have grown extremely rapidly, far surpassing what he could achieve in his first year.

　We can win.

　Dak never expected that simply registering would make him a target.

　After leaving the dueling club, he went to the library with Diana and Rose, intending to...

　Finish Zhou's homework as soon as possible.

　This week's schedule is quite tight. Besides the rookie match on Saturday morning, I also need to spend time...

　Go and purchase the crafting materials for the [Ultimate Skill Card].

　It was five o'clock in the afternoon.

　After finishing his homework, Dak read for a while, then told Diana and Rose, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and slipped away.

　While registering at the counter, he and Pandora exchanged a glance, but didn't say anything more because there were other people around.

　He then quickly returned to his dormitory, changed into his outdoor clothes, and went out again.

　The tranquil lake reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, and people came and went in the pavilion in the middle of the lake leading to the traveler's street, dressed in...

　Pandora, clad in a plush coat, stood quietly by the pavilion, gazing up at the edge of the lake.

　As students passed by, they couldn't help but glance at her, but her aloof aura kept them at bay.

　Dare to approach.

　After crossing the long covered bridge, Dak finally saw her back and walked over to her.

　"Senior, what are you looking at?"

　"Watching the fish."

　Pandora gently brushed a strand of hair aside and said softly.

　Dark leaned out, puzzled, and asked, "You can see that too?"

　Pandora chuckled: "Can't you just pretend you can see it?"

　Dark blinked: "Then let's have a whole fish feast today."

　Pandora: "Really, let's go."

　The two turned and walked to one of the stone tables, sat down on the stone stools beside it, and then their bodies—spun around—vanished abruptly.

　The same pavilion in the middle of the lake, the same stone piers.

　The two people appeared at the same time.

　Dark stood up and rubbed his hands together: "It's a bit cold. The temperature has dropped a bit recently, and I have a feeling it's going to snow."

　Yes. Has it ever snowed at the castle in the past?

　Pandora: 'When I was there, it rained twice. The whole world was white, and I didn't like it.'

　joyous.

　Dark: "Really?"

　He never mentioned it again.

　Although he actually quite likes snow.

　Dak hadn't specifically explored the restaurants in Traveler's Street, but after walking around a lot, he knew which restaurants were good.

　Which restaurants are more upscale and have a more sophisticated atmosphere?

　Waltz Restaurant is a good choice. However, the romantic atmosphere there is just too strong, so...

　On Friday nights, there are even more couples out and about.

　He could tell that the senior student didn't really like crowded places.

　So he went a little deeper and found a high-end restaurant with three floors.

　This restaurant, named "Le Mi," is beautifully decorated and upscale, which means it's quite expensive.

　Lower-grade students who are short of credits generally don't come here to spend money.

　但这些都不关键。

　The key point is that they really do have a whole fish feast here!

　Grilled fish, boiled fish, fish rice, fish fillets, caviar

　As the waiter brought out the exquisite fish dishes, Dak couldn't help but feel his mouth water.

　Senior Pandora also seemed to be in high spirits.

　These plates containing fish dishes are only the size of a palm.

　So it's delicious, but the portion is too small.

　Dak ate a little of everything, then stopped and watched his senior continue eating.

　After the meal was finished, she was clearly still not satisfied and said regretfully, "Indeed, your meat is still more to my liking."

　Dak laughed and said, "Then I'll do it again next time I have the chance."

　Pandora shook her head and smiled, "I can't trouble you any further. How are things? Must be busy with your studies?"

　Dark nodded: "It's a bit busy, but it's always good to be able to learn something and see your own progress."

　Pandora: "I heard you're participating in the rookie competition tomorrow."

　Dark: "Yes, the professor requested it."

　Pandora: "What time should I come to cheer you on?"

　Dak: "We haven't notified you yet."

　Pandora: "Hmm, let's stroll around the night market a little longer then. It's been a long time since I've been out at night."

　Dark: "Okay."

　The deeper the night, the lower the temperature.

　But the warmth between people will not decrease because of this.

　Even though neither of them were the type to boast, they still chatted a lot while walking down the street, reflecting on each other's lives.

　Their understanding of each other gradually deepened.

　They weren't as passionate as other couples on the same road, nor did they have any intimate contact, but the two of them...

　The atmosphere between them was just right.